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Obsess and be reawakened stitches tearing in the flesh

Disposed, and discarded, the umbilical chord dispossess

The weakness. The weakness in me

Seeps into the roots of the earth

The grip

The grip that clutches to me, clenches to the artery first

I am Swallowed, in disrepair unable to dream beyond

of This, the years far beyond the grasp of the man in me

I cannot even breathe.

The years, the worst of times, I cannot leave it behind

The dreams of impossible lives, as I lay awake another night

I thought of all the things that lay far beyond

all of the blissful delights of monotony

What a fool to believe I could break away

when nothing else feeds the hopeless masochist in me

The years, the worst of times, I cannot leave it behind

The dreams of impossible lives, as I lay awake another night

The weakness seeps in to the roots of the earth

years beyond the grasp me

The grip that clenches to the artery first

Why does meaning seem to be so lost on me

Slowly to forget and to be forgotten

Obsess and reawaken

Disposed and discarded